"Being pregnant is so hard." Pamela complained as she sat next to you on the beach. The two of you relaxed on the warm sand as you complained about being pregnant, yes she was pregnant too and you were so happy for her."Ugh, tell me about it. I'm so fucking lucky I have a fast metabolism and a good fitness plan so I can bounce my body back. But my back is killing me, Destiny keeps kicking at my bladder which makes me piss myself- I'm so done. After this one I'm getting my tubes tied." You ranted.
"Does Tommy know about that?" The blonde asked.
"Yes. He said it's fine, we both don't want more than two kids and would rather have sex without worrying if we made another one."
"If you did have another one, though, hypothetically what would you do?"
"Get an abortion. Two kids is enough for me and I can't handle a third one."
"Understandable, I think I'd do the same." She said.
Your cellphone began to ring and you groaned, "If it's Vince asking me to clean his house again, I'm chucking this damn phone in the ocean."
You answered it and said, "Hello?"
"Hey Y/n." Nikki's voice sounded.
"Oh, hey Nik. What a surprise." You beamed.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go have lunch with me?" He asked nervously. You furrowed your brows, "Um, sure but don't you want Donna go with you?"
Pamela furrowed her eyebrows as well at your words, you mouthed that it was Nikki on the phone and she nodded, hand resting on her bump again.
"Well...me and her are breaking it off." He said simply.
"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that. Do you want moral support? Is that why you asked-"
"Part of the reason, yes. And I just want to see you again. You don't come around the studio that much anymore."
That was true. You've been so busy being a mother and host of a cooking show that you haven't been available to hang out at the studio. Sometimes you take Cassie there, to surprise Tommy and the boys.
And also, Tommy isn't ever too thrilled when you hang out with Nikki, but you're pretty certain he's gotten over you.
Or, that's what you want to think anyways. But you knew that he still harbored feelings for you.
"Alright, when and where?" You asked.
"Right now, maybe?"
"I can't, I'm hanging out with Pam right now."
"Okay, um, at 1, then? At the little Italian restaurant we go to all the time?"
"Sure, sounds good. I'll see you then." And you hung up the phone.
"Nikki wants to have lunch with me, him and Donna are gonna end things soon." You told your best friend.
"She told me about that, says he's never really there. When he's with her. That he seems hung up on someone else all the time but she doesn't know who. She knows she's just a placeholder for him."
"Nikki's an asshole."
"You just figured that out? You've known him since the beginning of his career in Motley."
"Know, I've known for a long time. Like when at my wedding he tried to kiss me. But at the same time, he was high and wasn't in the right state of mind. But he has tried to get in between me and Tommy's relationship. He was jealous of Tom for a good while." You explained.
"Sorry you had trouble with that, girl." Pamela sympathized.
You waved her off, "It's okay. It's all over now."
Famous last words.
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Doin' Time
Fanfic(Tommy Lee x Reader) Being the next big playboy bunny and meeting the next big rockstar is a recipe for disaster. Or success.